Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Will work for Scotch

There's nothing quite like the calculatedly off-handed yet sincere suggestion that I call a handyman to fix a few things around the house to make Husband leap into action and do things himself. After the girls went to bed last night, and with a glass of Scotch in hand, Husband trooped upstairs with assorted tools and unguents to patch cracks, caulk stuff, and try to get a broken light bulb out of our shower fixture. I am so grateful.

But my gratitude is tempered at this point by what I fear is the answer to the following question: just how long will a screwdriver, 3 tubes of caulk, a caulk gun, a putty knife, a pair of needle-nosed pliers, some painter's tape, and a shop vac all be left to languish in our bedroom without me nagging him about it?

Yeah, I think you know.

6 comments:

Beth said...

man, our husband's must be from the same litter! mine will "work on something" but then the tools or whatever stay right where hr dropped them...why?! put that crap back where you got it from!

Mama D said...

Perhaps I should try Scotch?

joan said...

I'm with you.

Suburban Gorgon said...

Boy, do I hear you on this one, girl.

cubmommy said...

I hear you on this too. Are the tools still there?

Sugarmama said...

Yes, cubmommy! They're still there 4 days later. I really am perversely curious as to how long he'd let them sit there. We're having a cocktail party on Friday, though, so if they're still there by then I'm gonna have to say something.